Ocean

Written: August 12, 2026 for the PoetrySoup Poetry Wheel Contest. Poetry Wheel Challenge: Theme: Ocean Emotion: Angry Color: Gold Season: Harvest Form: Villanelle Object: Lantern Verb: Break Frantic ocean crashes through glowing gold, A lighthouse hangs where harvest darkness falls; Autumn rising tides break in, harshly cold. It clutches the coast, vexing to be told, While amber arcs scale as a blazing wall; Frantic ocean crashes through glowing gold. The lantern shakes, its little flame grown bold, As blackened clouds descend beyond the squall; Autumn rising tides rush in, harshly cold. Midnight mist is sumptuous to behold, And shattered shells sit speckled by the fall; Frantic ocean crashes through glowing gold. Yet thru tempest, the lamp is still in hold, A shimmering star shines against the pall; Autumn rising tides rush in, harshly cold. No storm retains the flame from growing old; No sea can silence every distant call; Frantic ocean crashes through glowing gold, Autumn rising tides rush in, harshly cold.
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Hind Avatar
August 25, 2026 at 11:25 PM
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Edmonds  Avatar
August 17, 2026 at 12:49 AM
A wonderful Villanelle Sotto, created from the Poetry Wheel Challenge, well done… Beryl
George Avatar
August 16, 2026 at 7:29 PM
"Yet thru tempest, the lamp is still in hold, A shimmering star shines against the pall;" The light house withstands all tempests and keeps guiding the mariners with a steady flame. Your beautiful villanelle presents the harsh and frantic side of the ocean. It is long since I have read a beautiful villanelle as this.
Beaufort Avatar
August 13, 2026 at 8:25 AM
SP, glad the lighthouse seems immune to the stormy seas. Always good to have a warning at sea plus looking at it brings a sense of order and calm to the situation. Enjoyed reading and am sending smiles!
Anaya Avatar
August 12, 2026 at 10:02 PM
I love in this villanelle how a sudden storm inspires "Midnight mist is sumptuous to behold, And shattered shells sit speckled by the fall; Frantic ocean crashes through glowing gold." My favorite stanza. Grand is the racing motioning of water. Dear poet, wishing you a high placement. Blessings ✨
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